What should I write about? I’m not sure.
Nothing speaks to me particularly. Nothing’s yearning to get out.
I do want to write, and it’s been a while since I last blogged, but writing for the sake of maintaining output seems like a pointless exercise.
Or is it? Sharing is the goal right; to leave an imprint on the world. Therefore I must be better off saying anything now, rather than waiting for some perfect inspiration.
…this will quickly devolve into further pontification about what the purpose of art is, so I’ll put a pin it in there. I’ve nothing new to say on the matter anyway, it’s to each their own.
Anywho, still drawing a blank – I thought writing that babble would sieve something more fruitful out of my head. Alas.
I could talk about what I’ve been up to. I’m been making progress with many bits and pieces, musical and non-musical, but I’ve not much appetite for talking about process right now. I want finished products.
It might be a while longer then until I write a blog post of more consequence. On the upside, my mind does at least feel a little clearer now.